A small boat sailed out of the pier.

With a 'pop', a large wine barrel filled with volcanic ash cement smashed the river surface.

The Lanyin River is very deep and the water flows very fast. The large wine barrel is washed by the water flow and rolls all the way east. Before the barrel finally sinks into the bottom of the river and "sets up" at the bottom of the river, it may be able to be washed hundreds of miles away.

Bell disappeared in this world.

On the trek by the river, a pile of flames burned, and Bell's velvet mattress was burned into a wisp of blue smoke by a fire, leaving no trace left.

"It feels a bit unreliable, not as foolproof as the trench outside Tulun Port." Qiao stood on the pier, looked at the boat slowly sailing back, and sighed heavily.

Compared with the Storm Trench south of Tulun Port, the Lanyin River's belly is still too small. Throwing a person into the Lanyin River and throwing a person into the trench is far from the sense of peace of mind.

A little while later, Qiao took his people back to the original office building of the dock management committee.

In the small building, the messy furniture of Stuttgart IX has been cleaned up. Brand new carpets, brand new furniture, brand new wall clothes, etc. have made this small building shine with new vitality.

In the small conference room on the top floor, Qiao sat behind the desk, smiling at the stack of official papers in his hand.

This is Bell's confession.

All the Bergman family's industries in the imperial capital, all their people, and even the officials of various departments they bought, etc., were listed in detail by Bell.

There are also some information about other Junkers in Ruhr City, which Fan Bell knows, and under the coercion of Joe and the torture of Ivan, they are also recorded in detail on it.

"It's much easier to deal with than I thought." Qiao whistled: "Before Ivan did anything, he vomited it all."

Big Ivan smiled honestly, rubbing his big head that had just been shaved off, and said honestly, "Young Master, this guy is a soft guy. I haven't started much yet, so he can't hold it in... Hehe, next time I change to a tough guy, let you see, my real method."

Laplaci's sharp and delicate voice rang in Joe's mind.

"Dear 'Scarlet', you shouldn't waste too much time on such chores... For example, with the information you have in your hands, I can provide you with it at any time if you are willing to pay a 'fair' 'reward'."

Qiao shook the information in his hand and sighed heavily: "Oh, I'm poor..."

Laplaci's sharp and delicate voice came to an abrupt end, and there was only an extremely resentful "hum" in Joe's mind that was echoing gently.

In the conference room, Mr. Si Gengsi, Ya and others' expressions became very exciting.

Hear the word ‘poor’ from Joe’s mouth…

How should I say this?

'poverty'?

Qiao had just blackmailed a large sum of money from the Super Junckers. According to the news just heard from the Ministry of Police and the Supervision Department, Justice Weilun, as the "master of frame-up" Qiao, his personal assets will also be paid to Qiao as compensation.

This is another big surprise.

Qiao said he was 'poor'? Mr. Si Gengsi couldn't help but roll his eyes and looked at the ceiling. This was a bit against his will.

"Okay, Bell has been 'injured'. I promised him that as long as he confesses honestly, I will not make things difficult for his family... But the Bergman family and the Great Junckers, they intend to interfere in Tulum Port!"

"There is no doubt that Tulun Port is a big fat piece. These greedy Junckers have set their sights on Tulun Port and they will not give up."

"Because of the royal family's blow and the conspiracy exposed, they temporarily retracted their hands... But I believe that after this storm passed, they will definitely have follow-up actions. They may not attack the Vitu family, but they may attack the friends of the Vitu family."

"Once these greedy big Junkers enter Tulum Port, they will inevitably conflict with us. For money and for the sake of profit, they will greedily seize everything, and we will inevitably become the targets of them!"

"So, we can't let them free up their hands, and we can't let them have the time to go to Tulun Port to make trouble."

"We must, give them the most severe blow..."

Qiao slapped the information in his hand on the desk, and he stared at Da Yifan: "Da Yifan, His Highness Salian has given you to me. I don't care what agreement you have with him, I think you can trust."

"There is a list here, the Bergman family, and their most important 100000 allies in the imperial capital. Let's start hunting... For every person I kill, I will give you a reward of 100,000 gold marks."

There was a crimson light flashing in Qiao's pupils, and his voice was like the cold wind whistling past the window, cold and murderous.

Mr. Si Gengsi, Ya, and several elderly people present raised their heads in shock at the same time.

Joe...is really different.

Qiao, who was once honest, rude, and even gave people a "silly" feeling, could actually issue orders to death so lightly. An important member of the Super Juncker family, a big man with a huge wealth, is just the "action target" of the "100,000 Golden Mark" for Qiao.

Mr. Si Gengsi lowered his head.

At this moment, Qiao's figure was almost integrated with Hesen's figure in Mr. Si Gengsi's memory.

Hesen...Hesen...Hesen, the head of the Weitu family, when did he become decisive and decisive, and he had such a sharp evil aura in his words?

Mr. Si Gengsi can't remember it clearly.

But he remembered it very clearly that when Joe was at his age, Hesen was still a gentle, kind, cheerful and brilliant young man who had been caring for an old horse since he was a child and would cry loudly in public.

At the same age, Qiao already has the intention of killing and decisiveness that Hesen has only developed in recent years.

Big Ivan smiled silly: "Take money to do business, my brothers and I are good at this job... Uh, kill a hundred thousand gold mark, the price is very good. But what about the seizures from them?"

Joe shrugged: "Seither seized...100,000 gold marks are yours...100,000 gold marks are yours, you will get 50%; more than one million gold marks, you will get 20%...Other extra seized and paid to public ownership."

Qiao pursed her lips and looked at Da Yifan deeply: "No matter what, you are my subordinate now, aren't you?"

Big Ivan blinked his eyes and looked at Marcos who was standing aside with his hands and chests and without saying a word. He sighed and bowed deeply to Joe: "Everything is as yours..."

Joe reminded: "If your person is caught..."

Da Yifan smiled particularly brightly: "They are experts. They know what to say and what not to say, uh... It's a normal robbery. If you accidentally kill someone, you'll go too much... It's just a very ordinary robbery! Don't worry, brothers, do this kind of work, very professional."

Qiao looked at Da Yifan for a long time before nodding: "Very good, I believe in your profession."

Ivan happily bowed to Qiao, carried a machete and hummed a rough tune and walked out of the conference room. Then, his roar spread throughout the building: "Bitches, there is work! The golden golden mark is waiting for you, the bastards who kill thousands of swords... Ha, follow me to work... It's delicious, drink spicy, and beautiful girls, and you are just waiting for you!"

When the yelling big Ivan left, Qiao nodded to Lan Kikyo: "Kikong, these days, you will take Yaya Peter and the others and stare at it a little."

Lan Kikyo grinned, nodded, then shook her body and turned into a black shadow and sank into the shadow outside the conference room.

Qiao was stunned and curled his lips: "Xingxing... I can do it now. What's so great about it?"

With a snorting, Joe looked at Marcos again: "Marcos, you bring people to cooperate with Kikyo and the others... This time the matter is a test for Ivan and his people. If they do their jobs well and have a tight voice, they will be truly their own people in the future."

Marcos nodded solemnly: "If they dare to do whatever they want, and if they dare to implicate you, I will kill them all."

Qiao was silent for a while, then nodded vigorously and smiled brilliantly.

A quarter of an hour later, Qiao took Mr. Si Gengsi, Ya, Lan Mujin, and several elderly people from the family to the most remote corner of the dock area and entered a dilapidated warehouse.

The ragged warehouse is also ragged inside.

But in this warehouse, there is a set of extremely high-end crystal utensils.

Next to these crystal vessels are placed in brick shapes, square pale yellow blocks.

The air was filled with a strange smell. Qiao and the others subconsciously took a lighter pace and came to this pile of yellow blocks that could be as big as seven or eight cubic feet.

Mr. Si Gengsi grabbed the pieces and said in a deep voice: "Joe, this is the new explosive-drug I made according to the recipe you gave me... Who can imagine? Concentrated nitric acid and a little of the most common things in daily life can actually create such a terrible and lethal big guy."

"After mixing diatomaceous earth, their properties are very stable and safe. Without specialized induced-explosion-thunder tubes, they are very safe."

Mr. Si Gengsi grabbed the tiny tubes placed beside him and shook them, then carefully put them down, and grabbed a timer for mechanical pocket watch modification from the test bench next to him.

"It's the same timer on the drawing you gave." Mr. Si Gengsi's face turned abnormally red: "With the specially made powerful springs, they can...boom! Destroy everything around them, but no one can find out that this matter has to do with us!"

Joe's entire pupil turned crimson.

He grabbed a pale yellow block, placed it in front of his nose and sniffed it gently, then nodded with satisfaction.

"Then, I will return to the Military University tomorrow night."
Chapter completed!